Where the world could just end
I dread everything
I distance my friends…. Just I ,.
Not a word , not a speech, or not even a talk
I just sit there… feeling like this
I wanted to do more , but physically can’t
So useless, all I can do is sit there and think, but I could’ve been doing something
So cruel, just don’t move. It’s just me and my room. Why can I not just be this peaceful all the time no one bother me just me and my thoughts , dreams and hope all on repeat so nobody can know. I don’t have...